You know those sound like vastly different time spans when you write them out. But in thirteen years from now it will be the end of 2037, my 54th year coming to a close, with my 55th birthday that January.

But on the other hand, 13 years ago wasn’t that long ago. I’ve had Big Red more then 13 years now, I was starting out as a coordinator back then. I had already been working for the Assembly for four years then, so it’s not like I was just at of college at that point.

But 55 seems so old – even if that’s when I’m hoping if I execute my retirement stragety correctly – I can hang up my hat in favor of owning my own land and an off-grid cabin – and work either part time or at least in a job that allows me to live in an area that suits my values.